Chapter 15: Boss, give me a Yangzhou fried rice!

“The menu is not wrong, only the restaurant is open, so there are fewer dishes, and the new products will be introduced later.” Meg smiled and shook his head, calmly said.

"I am not talking about the issue of dishes, but your price. What is Yangzhou fried rice? I want 600 copper coins? Are you using dragon meat to fry?" Bai Bai shook his head and pointed at the menu. A small line of words said something annoyed.

This is a good decoration of the restaurant. The boss looked very pleasing to the eye. I didn't expect to think of him as a big head. This word is so small. If you don't see it clearly, you don't want to spend 600 copper coins.

600 copper coins, go to the Flair pub, you can cut a large plate of barbecue, and then two pots of spirits, and when you go back, you can fill the bag full of wine, and the white-white feeling that McGonagall just rises is gone. Sure enough, human beings are best at camouflage and the most embarrassing.

"Sorry, this is not fried with dragon meat, but the price tag is not a problem, I think this Yangzhou fried rice is worth the price, even far above this price, guests are free to choose whether to order." Meg is not humble Said, but did not explain too much.

McGonagall expected that guests would question the price, but he had absolute confidence in his Yangzhou fried rice. Isn't it worth 600 copper coins? If it were not for the task of completing the thousand Yangzhou fried rice, he would like to price 6000 copper coins. This is the rice that is irrigated with the spring of life, with a variety of rare ingredients, and fried rice with Yangzhou fried rice that the world can only look up to.

Ink white staring at McGonagall, suppressing his own anger, human beings are deceitful, and when they say such things, they will not change their colors. Although the style of this restaurant is really good, but the most important thing for him to eat is the taste, how the restaurant falls next.

What is this Yangzhou fried rice? He can't see it at all, what is Yangzhou? Can you eat rice with rice? In the past few decades, he has eaten the restaurant in the city of Chaos, and he has never heard of this dish.

Ink white stared at McGonagall for a while, but McGonagall was always a calm expression, no guilty and intolerant, just like waiting for him to make a decision.

He has been in the war for decades. He has seen all kinds of people. There are not many people who can have this kind of mentality in front of him. They are some people who have some skills. They can’t help but have some doubts. Is this Yangzhou fried rice really unique? Where? What is the price of 600 copper coins? Hesitated for a moment, and asked: "You said that the price is correct, then you can guarantee this Yangzhou fried rice?"

"It’s delicious or not, it has a lot to do with personal taste. I can’t guarantee this.” McGonagall shook his head, and some of the delicious things were also unpleasant. Looking at the white and angry expression, I couldn’t help but sigh. To breathe, it seems that most of the first guests are blowing.

"You!" In the heart of the ink, it is even more annoyed. Other stores can't wait to boast of their own food to the sky. He is good. One can't guarantee that he will come back. Even the delicious food can't be guaranteed. It seems that most of them are deceptive. I will eat it and feel it is unpalatable. Can you use a personal taste question to quit? This human being is too embarrassed, this meal still does not eat.

"Father, adults, Xiaomi is hungry." At this time, Xiaomi, who was watching the conversation between the two people, muttered his mouth and looked up at Meg. It was a bit disgusting to look at the white, this dwarf grandfather ordered. So slow, such a delicious rainbow fried rice has been hesitating, and my father has already done a good job.

The white ink that was supposed to get up and leave was stunned by Amy. He didn't mean to stand up. The little girl's expression was completely abandoning the time he took her to eat.

"Well, I am going to make Xiaozhou a fried rice meal for Xiaomi." McGonagall smiled and touched the little guy's head, and looked at Mo Baidao: "Guests please decide slowly, think about it and call me again." Into the kitchen, began to prepare fried rice.

"Rainbow fried rice is really super delicious, Xiaomi Chao likes to eat, dwarf grandfather, are you sure you don't want to come one?" Amy re-sit on the high stool behind the counter, holding her chin in her hands and looking at the white, squatting Eyes, faceless and naive.

"Well... so cute!" Ink white felt that he had been tempered by steel, and at this moment some of them were softened, and almost blurted out: Of course, come one!

But I thought that I had just been questioned and annoyed. Now I was ordered by the little girl. I didn’t have a face, but I forcibly held it up. I held my arms around my chest. Some cool words said: "I will look again, for a while. Make another decision."

"Well, anyway, you will fall in love with that smell." Amy shrugged her shoulders, as if she had already seen everything, and she ignored the whiteness and turned to look forward to the direction of the kitchen.

"I won't fall in love with Yangzhou fried rice." Some white hair is arrogant, he feels that he has been despised again, and he has been despised twice by a small luoli, can look at her cute appearance, how can do? Can only forgive her.

"I would like to see if Yangzhou fried rice is really so delicious, or this little guy has been taught by the human being." In the mind, ink white thought, not anxious to leave, sitting patiently waiting.

In the practice of tens of thousands of times in the kitchen test hall, I have already done it twice in reality, so a Yangzhou fried rice, Meg only took less than ten minutes to do it.

When a fried rice came out, Meg had some unexpected look at the white ink sitting there. He thought that the temperamental guest had already left.

"Good fragrance, my father is awesome." Amy jumped from the high stool and stared at the fried rice in the hands of Meg, happily patted the hand.

"This is Yangzhou fried rice? It seems that there is nothing special about it? Although it looks pretty good, but it can't be seen with a little meat, it is definitely not enough to eat." I was looking forward to the fried rice, and suddenly felt that A bit disappointed.

"Go wash your hands first, then come back to eat." McGonagall put the fried rice on the table opposite the ink white, and smiled and said to Amy.

"Yeah." Amy ran into the kitchen, washed her hands on the small stool, and ran back to the table, climbed the chair, and smelled it before the plate. The blue eyes suddenly changed. It is even brighter.

At this time, the smell of fried rice also floated to the white table. He couldn't help but take a sip, his eyes widened, and some incredulously looked at the fried rice in front of Amy. "This fragrance! How can this be? Seductive?"

"Millet started to eat." Xiaomi said with a spoon, then picked up a spoonful of fried rice and put it in his mouth, chewed cheerfully, and the small face was full of enjoyable expressions of food, one after another, one side Eat, but also swaying slightly, can't stop.

"Hey..." Ink white heard the sound of his throat, and looked up at Meg, who stood by, "Boss! Give me a Yangzhou fried rice!"